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When all else fails….

NaNo isn’t going great for me yet. I’m in stride when I actually DO write, but it’s SO easy for me to blow it off too. I need to be at 14,000 words right now and I’ve got 4,000. Last week I had an excuse, this week not so much. I’ve been excessively busy, but come on, I didn’t REALLY need to watch that movie last night did I?

Anyway, I keep telling myself if I can just clear my life a little. It’s not going to happen. So when all else fails? I think I’m going to blow off my life and write.

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A life lived without taking chances is hardly a life worth living.





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Last Wednesday was this winter’s first snow. Over a foot of thick, heavy, beautifully clean snow. It was amazing, Tuesday night when the first flakes started falling, I watched Facebook explode in excitement. Statuses as simple as “Snow…<3” to exclamations of smiley faces paragraphs long. A couple of people weren’t so excited about it – mostly those that had to drive – but most were hoping for a snow day, excited and ready to welcome the new season, even if it’s a little early.

To me, it wasn’t a big deal. Snow is snow. It means my siblings – all six of them – will get up early and shovel people’s driveways. It means I’ll probably be forgotten and allowed to sleep in for once, but only until 8:30 or so when Mom remembers that I’m supposed to be up. It means zipping coats, helping with mittens, making cocoa, and praying that my siblings don’t drive me stir crazy before the snow melts.

Then it fades, a few days and the yard is showing patches of grass. There’s huge piles of leaves everywhere, shed instantly after the snow made sure to rid most of the trees of the extra weight. Along the sides of the road, you see piles and piles of branches, waiting to be picked up by the city. Some people went without power for two, three days while repairs were made after branches brought down power lines. Everything goes back to normal by Sunday.

On Monday, there’s only a little left. Tuesday night, it’s all gone. Then, Wednesday morning welcomes…..more snow. This time, I’m pretty excited. I’ve gotten used to the idea of winter, and now it’s pretty, the endless sea of white and the late morning are awesome. I’m okay with zipping coats, pulling on mittens and making cocoa. Maybe, I’ll even make a snow fort. The problem with this? My siblings are done with snow forts. They want to sled but we don’t have a good hill around so if we want to, we have to drive to a good place. We’re too busy for that. So I’ll stay inside, enjoy the warmth, and just expect to go crazy.

Hopefully it doesn’t take too long. I don’t like waiting.

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Getting to the Point

I’m a blunt person in general. It’s always seemed to me that if you aren’t going to say what you mean you probably shouldn’t be saying anything at all. Most of the time, that works great for me. It’s not often that you find people that are so honest it’s painful. People appreciate that about me, for the most part. The problem is, the people that don’t appreciate it about me don’t know how to handle me. They tell me they like it because they don’t know how I’ll react if they tell me the truth. Kind of makes you laugh, doesn’t it? People are afraid to tell an honest person the truth. 

Even worse, they usually aren’t just afraid to tell me the truth, a lot of them will lie to my face and say what they really think to someone else. Pointless really since it usually gets back to me anyway. Some people just need to learn to deal with the fact that not everyone is going to like you and your quirks and you aren’t going to like everyone and their quirks. Why else do we become close with some people and dislike others? The relationships that matter are important to us because we love the quirks. Even the annoying things, that’s what makes a person real.

If none of us had annoying little quirks, embarrassing habits, made mistakes and said too much, where would that leave us? Stranded in a world so perfect that there would be no purpose. We’d be stuck in the comfortable cage of life. Learning to get along with people and see past their quirks is part of life. Learning to do more than that and love someone’s quirks is relationship.

Speaking of quirks, I guess you’ve probably figured one of mine out by now. Maybe two? If you’re observant you’ve guessed at least that many. Shall I sum them up?

  1. I may be blunt, but I’m still wordy.
  2. Tangents are great.
  3. I could ramble about nothing ALL day.
  4. I overanalyze everything.
  5. I think lists are spectacular.
There. Those are probably a good list to start with. Now that I’ve rambled for awhile I should probably explain why I’m even blogging.
This whole thing is an experiment for me. I’ve blogged some before, I’ve been writing almost a year now, and I’m starting to get into photography. So, I decided to throw all of that together and see where it takes me. I’m probably going to have quite a few categories and various things I talk about, but who knows? Right now I want to see if I can be reliable for the whole month of November to post at least three times per week. Let’s see where this goes, shall we?
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